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Johnathan Baldwin Gourley.

I, saw the white cold of alaska.

Saw those rivers of pale blue.

This was monumental, inspiration worth searching for.

Read, those high skylines of mountain tops,

Dreamnt of peace among those peaks.

Green hills, read like a photograph,

One need not know where to travel.

This is place of deprevation, search for soul in the peace.

But will, will you know where you place in life?

Know that these hopes will stay at ease.